Track 4 of the EP Itchy Feet · 2022
Matinee Money, Back Row Kings
“Five bucks flat, back row, the whole crew strolling in like royalty. Pure Saturday swagger.”
rap · groovy rap · matinee funk · 3:18
Lyrics
Saturday matinee, five bucks flat Me and the crew, we stroll in like that Small-town cinema, one screen wide Usher knows we're coming, he steps aside Large popcorn, extra butter on top Split the soda, three straws, we don't stop Whispering jokes till the lady says shh Then we laugh louder, that's the best Lights go down, hands go up Pass the popcorn, fill the cup Back row kings, matinee money Big screen glowing, everything's sunny Lights go down and the crew goes loud Back row kings, rule the crowd Matinee money, hear us say Best seats in the house today Hero on the screen takes a leap of faith We lean in close, hold our breath, wait Then the whole room cheers when he wins the day Strangers high-five in the aisle, hey Walk out squinting in the afternoon sun Quoting every line, we're not done Main Street's our red carpet, hear me now Take a bow, take a bow Lights go down, hands go up Pass the popcorn, fill the cup Back row kings, matinee money Big screen glowing, everything's sunny Lights go down and the crew goes loud Back row kings, rule the crowd Matinee money, hear us say Best seats in the house today Thank you to the man who runs the reel Thank you for the way it makes us feel Small-town magic, that's the deal Keep the projector spinning, keep it real Back row kings, matinee money Big screen glowing, everything's sunny Lights go down and the crew goes loud Back row kings, rule the crowd Matinee money, hear us say Best seats in the house today Back row kings Roll the reel